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I realise I did a really shitty job of trying to make it up to you on my last post… I did, however, give you a completed song that actually made sense and stuff so you can’t complain too much.

Also I was busy…

Well I say “busy”…

In a loose sense of the word…

Well I did have a couple GCSEs and two plays and another play in rehearsal and coursework and mocks and stuff…

I’ve been to Lourdes, I got glasses, I went to Lille last week, I’ve watched all of Orange is the New Black (hurry the fuck up season 3 I want Laura Prepon back!!!), I got my results (an A* in statistics, A in core science), I smashed my phone, I kissed 7 different people, I went to 3 parties, I wrote several half finished songs, I made a cat out of potato, I saw a ford anglia, I got tweeted by Ophelia Dagger, hugged by a nun, got two injections, took shit loads of selfies and got a pedicure.

Oh yeah and I briefly managed to bag myself a boyfriend, which was nice. Until he broke up with me. Which, funnily enough, wasn’t so nice.

Hey ho, can’t complain I had two months of a guy thinking I (yes the girl that looks alarmingly like a walrus) was perfect. Yes I know, I thought he was delusional and clinically insane too.

Pros of breaking up:

1. I no longer have to pretend to be civilised

2. I don’t have to make my brain work to keep up with his intelligence

3. I don’t have to pretend to like English

4. I don’t have to put up with him spouting off about his anti-war opinions

5. I don’t have to listen to him go on and on about how every teacher ever loves him

6. I don’t have to share my food

7. I can finally finish Supernatural without him complaining about mythical inaccuracies

8. I can hang around with whoever the fuck I please without him objecting

Cons of breaking up

1. No one to make out with

2. No one to have in depth discussions about Skulduggery Pleasant with

3. No one to explain the fancy words I don’t understand

4. I don’t get to hang out with his super cool, ginger, thespian best friend who I think is insanely awesome and admire greatly (he’s off to a top drama university) – i think i’m gonna miss his friend more than him…

5. He was my drama teacher’s favourite and she suddenly liked me a lot more when I was with him. I fear I may be less like now

6. His mother is a teacher at my school which sucks major dick

7. I don’t get to go on the “couples campout” we’d planned with two other couples

So yeah it was fun while it lasted but now it’s over and I can find someone better who doesn’t think that Baz Luhrmann’s Great Gatsby is one of the worst films ever made (how? how could anyone possibly think that!?) At least he gave me my ukulele back (i said he could borrow my soprano) but he had fucking ruined it. He put it so out of tune, it made me physically shudder. I think he did more damage to my uke than my heart!

I went to a concert/festival thingy as well a few weeks ago. It’s a local thing that my town put on every year but I was always on holiday when it happened but this year I finally got to go. It was like a week after I had broken up with HIM and I was really looking forward to hanging with my friends, meeting some new people, dancing and just generally not giving a fuck. But when I got there, he was also there…

To be continued… (seriously this next part should be funny (you should totes read my next post)…. or at least it was from where I was standing)

Also sorry for not blogging. Not much I can say really. Fucking off to France tomorrow so won’t blog for at least a week and as you know all too well, infrequent and sporadic blogging is my favourite *only* type of blogging.

Currently (i mean friday when i actually wrote this), I’m sat in a car with my family travelling to Luton for a wedding.

I hate weddings. It’s never like in the movies when you go to a wedding and there’s this really cute guy and you end up dancing and making out and then the night gets a little more interesting. No. There is never anyone my age, the food is always this posh stuff that you have no idea whether it’s edible or not and then there’s the awkward dance/disco thing after a lengthy service and freaky food where you all kind of sit awkwardly around the edge of the dance floor and listen to the shitty music selection that people with no taste have put together. There’s also the whole waiting around for hours between the vows and the wedding breakfast which makes you so hungry you only have two options; starve or resort to cannibalism and eat the bride’s mother.

More disadvantages include…..

being stuck in the car with your family for 5 hours

having to share a hotel room with your family

having absolutely everyone disregard the rules of privacy and personal space

having your parents constantly ask why you insist on getting changed in the bathroom

wearing a dress and having to look presentable

being separated from the internet (apparently its rude to take your macbook to a wedding?)

having no one to talk to for several hours

not being able to watch Breaking Bad or Supernatural

most of the time you don’t even know the people being married

I have been to only one wedding about which I could say was a good wedding. This was my mum’s cousin’s wedding.

Things that made it good……

began later in the day so I could sleep in

service was short

during the wait there was loads of cake and drink and snacks and I didn’t go hungry (for a change)

they put out loads of games like giant jenga and monopoly during the wait

it was held at this awesome business school/castle which you could explore

This picture accurately displays my feelings about said shopping trip…

Confuddlement! I went because I needed some colourful tops. At the moment I have the choice of white lacey tops or novelty t shirts. All I could find in all shops was black, white and grey stuff! It was all the same in the same colours and I hated it! I ended up buying a pale blue vest top and a blue thin jumper and a blue checked shirt thingy and that was it!!! There was like nothing!!!

Also, my dale poster came and it’s amaze-balls!!!!!

So happy it came!!!!!!!!

So erm yeah… Also my neck hurts. Like a lot. I’m not entirely sure what I’ve done, I just woke up yesterday and ten minutes later it started hurting and it hasn’t stopped and I can’t move my head a lot. So that’s a bummer but oh well….

I had parents evening on Thursday and I was expecting it to go something like this

Teacher 1: Well Tabby has a tendency to rush homework and she is quite challenging in class

Teacher 2: I’m a little disappointed with the fact that Tabby is not achieving her A* target

Teacher 3: Your child is the most annoying little shit on the face of the Earth

Teacher 4: Can you please make sure that Tabby no longer stabs people in my lesson

Teacher 5: Can you please tell your child not to challenge my authority

But actually it was awesome…. Like every teacher was all “Tabby seems a lot happier than a few months ago” and “Tabby has really matured this year” and “Tabby is doing really well in (insert subject here) and she will have no problem getting her A* next year”….. I just kind off sat there going who are you and what have you done with (insert teacher’s name here)…. One teacher even apologised to me!!!!

So yeah it’s been a good week and I am so close to getting 100 followers on this blog and ahhhhh!!!!

This is the notebook I bought. It’s pretty and I like it and it compliments my OCD-ness nicely. I feel like I know what I’m doing when I have it with me and it means that I can just write shit whenever I feel like it!!!!

Yeah so that happened this morning. I missed my Chemistry GCSE coursework practical and then had to swap sets in the afternoon to do it with set 2 which was interesting. I think it’s going okay… my coursework i mean.

Anyway, yeah I got my braces put on this morning and that was………… an experience. They’re pink because I thought pink would look nice and I actually don’t mind how I look with them. I kinda like them. It’s just that now, they kinda hurt…. a lot. But it’s not that bad, it’s bearable. I have to go back in six weeks to get them tightened and I think I’m gonna get turquoise ones.

This is my face on the way to get braces

As pictures of my face go, this is quite a nice one….. If I do say so myself (and i do!)

And this is my face after my trip to the orthodontists

Yes I am in Mcdonalds DON’T JUDGE ME!!!! I had a milkshake………..and chips…….

As you can see I do not look as nice as before, the dentist ruined my hair. (#firstworldproblems)

I would also like to take this opportunity too say that I am sorry for not doing the awards that you kind people give me and I am sorry for not blogging once a week.

Also in my life….. I started dance again! Yay! I now do grade 3 tap, grade 5 tap, intermediate foundation ballet, pointe and body conditioning. Plus, I am going to the regional competition round of Poetry By Heart competition on Wednesday and I have learnt 2/3 poems. I have an audition tomorrow for the part of Titania in the school play A Midsummer Night’s Dream and I got Anne Boleyn in the youth theatre production Henry The Tudor Dude.

Yes I have been busy learning stuff (not to mention the 4 hour controlled assessment I had in English for my GCSE that I had to revise for and the coursework exams in science and the statistics test and maths test I have next week)

So forgive me for not blogging I have been doing all of that and trying to watch as much Supernatural as possible (I’m now on season 6!)

So just a quick(ish) update on my miserable excuse of a life. I have to go now. After drinking copies amounts of tea, my bladder is now refusing to hold any more.